24Phentt - LooseChange Lyrics

I was pickin' nickels dimes , I was scrappin' loose chain
Pickin' 20s, 50s, 100s, now, I ain't got no loose chain
These peps beggin' me to kick a rhyme, they know I'm Lucane
Now they hate to hear a nigga rhyme, they don't wanna give streams

Then they say ain't no strings attached , I can't be tired to loose strings
These birds I got, they bred with hatch, they fight like they on cocaine
I know I'm forever goat, I might go out like Cobain
Young, black, real nigga, Jimmy Hendrix same thing

Really independent, really into spinnin
Really into gettin' guap no lie, this ain't no gimmick
I was really into thots, I've been through hella women
I was really into pots, I was Pyrex whippin

The devil's tryin' to tempt my soul, he threw a monkey on my back
I just threw the monkey off, I got back on track
I was always into sports, but I couldn't get in the track
I was tryin' to shoot the rock, intercept the sack,
Bases Loaded , ima give my best in case of a shortstop
4&20 see they blitzing, audible , go for the long shot
The stick hold 30 ,yea we blitzing , see a oppy, long shot'em
He Joker keep my Batman with me incase we Rob em
Made that tie her hands behind her back she started apple boppin
Now she only want Celine, she came a long way from apple bottoms
Apple Bitten how you gone take a bite when you know that apple rotten
Pussy cotton candy, matter of fact, pussy candy cotton

Went & Tat the lighting Streak on my head , like I'm Harry Potter
I been in father figure mode, teachin' my sons to train the party
Bee Bo lotty

Damn, she got more head than that lil' bitch even got the body

Glockie' with a laser beam, uh, beat me up like Scottie
F*ck the dis, don't take no disrespect , I'm bout to beam the party

I was pickin' nickels dimes , I was scrapin' loose chain
Pickin' 20s, 50s, 100s, now I ain't got no loose chain

These peps beggin' me to kick a rhyme, they know I'm Lucane
Now they hate to hear a nigga rhyme, they don't wanna get streams
And they say ain't no strings attached , I can't be tired of loose strings
These birds, I got, they bred with hatch, they fight like they on cocaine

I know I'll forever go, I might go out like Cobain
Young, black, real nigga, Jimmy, Hendrix same thing
Young, black, real nigga, Jimmy, Hendrix same thing